Second Best
Barenaked Ladies Lyrics


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Everything's a lie
We're all gonna die
Before we say goodbye, let's attack
I admit it's bleak
But I give it a week
Until our friends the meek give it back

Is it true?
Well, it's true enough I guess
Join the chorus of the second best (second best)

Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second)

What's left of you that's real?
A mutated ideal
With limited appeal, I suggest
If winning is an art
Then it's drawn us apart
When you erased your heart and beat your chest

Is it you?
Well, it's you enough I guess
You're an angel in a see-through dress
Is it true? (Is it true?)
Yes, it's true enough I guess (second best)

Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second)

Perhaps it's just as well
That I still look like hell
At least the world can tell us apart

Uh-huh, is it true?
Yes, it's true enough I guess
Come join the chorus of the unimpressed
Is it true? (Is it true?)
Yes, it's true enough I guess
Sometimes it's better to be second best (second best)

Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)
Second best (second best)




Second best (second best)
Second best, uh-uh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Barenaked Ladies' song Second Best is a meditation on the price of success and the human tendency to optimize at all costs. The opening lines, "Everything's a lie, we're all gonna die," set the tone for the bleak subject matter. The song suggests that the quest for success and the desire to be the best is ultimately hollow, and comes at the cost of genuine human connection. The chorus, "Join the chorus of the second best," suggests that perhaps it's better to accept mediocrity and form a community of others who are also "second best" rather than striving for an unattainable ideal.


The song also touches on the idea of authenticity, asking "What's left of you that's real?" and suggesting that in the pursuit of winning and success, we may lose sight of our true selves. The line "a mutated ideal with limited appeal" suggests that the idealized version of ourselves that we strive for may not actually be appealing or satisfying to others.


The song's somewhat cynical tone is balanced by a playful sense of self-awareness. Lines like "Perhaps it's just as well that I still look like hell, at least the world can tell us apart" suggest a self-deprecating humor that undercuts the seriousness of the song.


Overall, Second Best is a lyrically rich song that interrogates some of the basic assumptions of Western culture, particularly our fixation on success and individual achievement.


Line by Line Meaning

Everything's a lie
The world is a facade


We're all gonna die
Death is inevitable for everyone


Before we say goodbye, let's attack
Before we perish, let's give it our all


I admit it's bleak
I acknowledge the darkness of reality


But I give it a week
But I am optimistic that things might change


Until our friends the meek give it back
Until the downtrodden rise up and fight back


Is it true?
Is this the truth?


Well, it's true enough I guess
Well, it's close enough to the truth


Join the chorus of the second best (second best)
Be part of the group that is not the best


What's left of you that's real?
What remains of you that is authentic?


A mutated ideal
A distorted version of your aspirations


With limited appeal, I suggest
That won't attract much interest, I reason


If winning is an art
If being the best is an art form


Then it's drawn us apart
Then it has separated us


When you erased your heart and beat your chest
When you abandoned your emotions and became arrogant


Is it you?
Is this really you?


You're an angel in a see-through dress
You are a beautiful yet transparent lie


Yes, it's true enough I guess (second best)
Yes, it is somewhat accurate


Second best (second best)
Not the best, but still worthy


Perhaps it's just as well
Maybe it is for the best


That I still look like hell
That I still appear undesirable


At least the world can tell us apart
At least we are unique compared to others


Come join the chorus of the unimpressed
Join the group of those not easily impressed


Sometimes it's better to be second best (second best)
Not being the best has its own advantages




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kevin Hearn, Steven Page, Ed Robertson

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